Luscious and curvaceous Sometimes with a pout Airing some disapproval With the wave of her hand She turns back and Gives a nonchalant glance Sometimes disapproval But her side glances Reveal a different story The gait of a ballet dancer There’s rhythm in her feet Voices her opinions With her surreal notes Her piercing gaze Tears down all defenses Here, helpless soul Is mesmerized It’s a luscious night
I must say, that you have the bluest eyes I've ever seen and you look beautiful. No matter what others said to you before me, I have to say, "You are lovelier to me."
On the radio two DJs are arguing over some girl's problem with her bossy boyfriend as I sit right next to you. It can't be a coincidence that I'm hearing this sobbing story of random girl when my glistening love starts to appear.
I should've said to you that I'm really glad to meeting you before I show the miserable side of me but I can't handle myself from holding into heaven of muttering because you simply are the prettiest girl in my little universe and if I have one foot into your space I"m afraid, the walls between us starts to pile up till I can't see your gorgeous face ever again.